Tender, Loving Care...right. (Mission)
Jun 3, 2012 9:18:44 GMT -8
Post by Kildred on Jun 3, 2012 9:18:44 GMT -8
It was only a few hours into the mission, but it felt like it could have taken longer. Masumi had taken to buying all sorts of trinkets and knick-knacks, and seemed to mull over them for ages before deciding which one to purchase. In some cases, she would sit there pondering and decide not to buy anything at all. It was quite aggravating. Despite being treated as a pack mule, Usio kept as pleasing a face as he could muster. If anything happened to make this trip longer, he might not make it. Led into a clothing store, he relished the shade and watched the young miss pour over clothing like it was spun gold. She picked out a few outfits and flashed him an evil glare. He really couldn't help it, he was bored out of his mind. With a haughty "Hmph!" She disappeared into the changing room. While she was back there, he took some time to peruse the men's section. Maybe he could do with a new shirt, or some pants?
The curtain was slung opened rather fiercely, and Masumi came out to inspect herself in the mirror. Why, he had no idea, since he could clearly see another mirror inside the changing room. "Usio! Come here!" Damn it, it was getting so that he was starting to hate his own name. That friggin' voice...making his way over, she pushed down the sides of the dress she had donned and looked at him. "Well?" He cocked an eyebrow. "Well, what?" She sighed sharply, possibly to stop from snorting in disdain. "Honestly, how useless do you plan on being? How do I look? I do believe that this is quite the height of fashion, but I'm just not sure if this color really is me. I mean, it sort of is, but not quite. Also, the back of this is worrisome. It looks very nice, of course, but I can't help but think that the design might make my butt look big. What do you think?" She did a little twirl, the dress following in time.
Why the hell was she asking him this? He didn't know anything about fashion. He was a farmer! Still, he might as well answer as best as he could. "Uh...well, you stay with that color, but get a lighter shade since it would match your hair. The back of the dress is fine, doesn't do anything to...enhance certain features. Also, you may want to get something like gloves, or one of those pashmina scarves you wear across your arms. Or something, I don't know." She looked him over, squinting her eyes a bit before turning to the dressing room again. [color=[purple]"Maybe you aren't totally useless."[/color] Usio gritted his teeth. Maybe I'll strangle you with that damn scarf.
The curtain was slung opened rather fiercely, and Masumi came out to inspect herself in the mirror. Why, he had no idea, since he could clearly see another mirror inside the changing room. "Usio! Come here!" Damn it, it was getting so that he was starting to hate his own name. That friggin' voice...making his way over, she pushed down the sides of the dress she had donned and looked at him. "Well?" He cocked an eyebrow. "Well, what?" She sighed sharply, possibly to stop from snorting in disdain. "Honestly, how useless do you plan on being? How do I look? I do believe that this is quite the height of fashion, but I'm just not sure if this color really is me. I mean, it sort of is, but not quite. Also, the back of this is worrisome. It looks very nice, of course, but I can't help but think that the design might make my butt look big. What do you think?" She did a little twirl, the dress following in time.
Why the hell was she asking him this? He didn't know anything about fashion. He was a farmer! Still, he might as well answer as best as he could. "Uh...well, you stay with that color, but get a lighter shade since it would match your hair. The back of the dress is fine, doesn't do anything to...enhance certain features. Also, you may want to get something like gloves, or one of those pashmina scarves you wear across your arms. Or something, I don't know." She looked him over, squinting her eyes a bit before turning to the dressing room again. [color=[purple]"Maybe you aren't totally useless."[/color] Usio gritted his teeth. Maybe I'll strangle you with that damn scarf.